He Shen's voice sounded on the stage again: "In addition to the cash prize this year, we also listed that the commission was only 20% per year, and the choice of characters in the first year's homemade dramas will be selected, so it depends on which lucky person has the golden finger."

After He Shen's words, it aroused cheers from the artists of the entire company. Except for Rieman and Xue Yu, all the artists of Huanyu Century were divided into 50% and 50%.

Even if it is 28% a year, it can make artists go crazy.

What's more, there are also self-made characters in the opening show. How can those artists who have not yet taken the lead not be moved?

In a lottery mode, the computer controls the scrolling large screen. The artist goes up and clicks it. When he stops, he will be a number.

There is a shelf next to it, with a roll of paper tied with red silk hanging, and a number above it.

When you click on the number, you will get the corresponding paper roll by yourself, and the prize is on it.

"Who wants to be the first person?" The person who presided over the ceremony stood by the computer.

In order to express notarization, there is no secret operation, the order of artists depends entirely on their own willingness.

Those with great status such as Xue Yu and Riemann will naturally not compete to come first, and they will lose their identity.

Little Transparent, who has no fame, is sure that the first one may not have any good luck, but no one responded for a while.

Just as Yun thought about whether he wanted to be the leader, a voice sounded: "I, I'll come first."

Yun Xiang thought it turned out to be Bo Yan. She smiled shyly at the surroundings and walked forward with her skirt.

It can be seen that she is very nervous, but she is also very straightforward and has not delayed the time.

The numbers on the big screen scrolled for a few seconds, and she clicked and stopped, which was a very good number: No. 88.

She immediately took down the No. 88 paper roll and unfolded it in public. The host shouted: "Congratulations to Miss Bo Yan for winning 880,000 cash."

Bo Yan covered her chest in disbelief and smiled brightly.

880,000 yuan in cash is a huge sum of money for the newcomer Bo Yan. They filmed just to make money and fame.

This award is very generous, so many people envy Bo Yan.

With her good words, many people did not hesitate, and many of them won small prizes one after another.

But more than a dozen people have small prizes in a row, and the high emotions brought by Bo Yan are depressed.

"I'll do it." Yun Xiangxiang saw that no one responded to the host and spoke.

Every artist has to smoke once. Sooner or later, Yun Xiangxiang calmly comes to the stage based on the principle of early scoring and finishing things early.

Everyone was attracted by her.

It’s not just her unique beauty, but also her current momentum that cannot be ignored.

Yun Xiangyao clicked it casually and it turned out to be No. 2.

"It seems that Er and I are very destined to be together." Yun Xiangyao said humorously and walked to the shelf and took down No. 2.

The gong next to it was ringed by the host. This is the rule of the Huanyu Century. The grand prizes were given, and the gongs and drums were ringing.

"Congratulations to Miss Yun for winning the 28-point prize in the year!"

"Oh my God, what kind of immortal hand is this!"

"Twenty-eight cents, according to Yun Xiangxiong's status, I can't calculate how big the income it is!"

"I'm so envious. If I don't ask for two or eight, I'll be happy if I give me four or six!"

“…”

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion below, and Yun Xiangyao really didn't have any mentality of wanting to win the jackpot.

But she was unhappy because she had more money to invest in the fund.

"Miss Yun, it is rumored online that you are the incarnation of koi. I don't believe it yet. I have seen it today." The host congratulated Yun Xiangxiang on his behalf.

"Thank you, thank you." Yun Xiang thought that whatever he said at this moment would seem pretentious. It is not a time to be modest, so it is better to thank you generously.

"Wait, can I ask my junior sister to help me?" Xue Yu looked at Yun Xiang and wanted to step down and rushed forward.

The host looked at He Zhen and He Shen. After the father and son discussed, He Shen nodded to the host.

The host then said: "Xue Shen has his own choice."

"Hurry, junior sister, I've been in love with that car for a long time." Xue Yu pulled Yun Xiang and pointed to the award list.

This is a sports car with a limited edition of seven cars worldwide. It is now impossible to buy it. It was launched eight years ago and he couldn't afford it at that time.

He Zhen never drove one. He knew it very early, but he didn't expect to take it out as a prize this year.

This should be the only chance he has ever obtained this car in his life. If he missed it, he would be very sorry.

"Senior brother, I don't want to help you." Yun Xiangying could see that Xue Yu wanted so much that he didn't dare to help.

"I am just a declining god. I haven't won a big prize for more than ten years. Don't worry, you can draw it. It's better than me if you can't draw it." Xue Yu clasped his hands together and asked.

No matter how many artists present are his fans, they have no idol burden at all.

"Don't blame me if you can't get it right." Yun Xiangyao could only bite the bullet and continue to linger, delaying the people behind.

"Even if you draw a red envelope of 888 for me, you are my best junior sister." Xue Yu guaranteed.

888 red envelopes are the lowest prize, which is almost the same as thanking for the patronage.

Yun Xiangxiang returned to the stage and turned his face away. He just clicked on the screen without looking at the screen. He clicked 74...

"74, 74, irritate or die?" Chen Junjie couldn't help laughing below.

He is a guest and has an extraordinary status, so naturally no one has found fault with him.

Yun Xiangyan also thought this number was a bit unlucky, but he didn't want Chen Junjie to be proud at all.

"I can win a big prize as a guy, and it's not impossible for 74 to be a big prize."

As he said that, Yun Xiangying straightened his back and strode towards the rack to remove the No. 74 paper roll.

Everyone stretched their necks to see the results. The paper roll spread out inch by inch, with no words on it, but a fiery red sports car.

The host was so excited that he took the microphone and beat the gongs and drums. He realized after the beat and quickly checked the microphone.

"Junior sister, junior sister, you are my goddess of luck!" Xue Yu was so happy that he forgot the place and was about to rush over to give Yun Xiangxiang a hug.

Fortunately, He Wei was quick and grabbed him.

With so many people and so many media, he rushed forward so excitedly that tomorrow he and Yun Xiangxiu will have scandals flying all over the sky.

Xue Yu then reacted, quickly made up for it, and shouted to the media present: "Who dares to report randomly? I swear to fight to the end and become my Xue Yu's refusal to deal with me!"

Xue Yu had the confidence to speak like this because He Wei was a special agent and had too strong reconnaissance ability, so his artists could not be followed by any reporters.

Since Xue Yu became popular, only Xue Yu has given them news, and no one can dig up secrets.

Xue Yu's current status does not need to use news to maintain popularity.

When the banquet was later, Xue Yu caught the media leaders and toasted and thanked him.

He ate the media with both kindness and power.

After the banquet was dispersed, Xue Yu got the car and immediately posted a photo on Weibo.

[Xue YuV: Thank you for the goddess of luck for drawing my beloved car @Actor Yun Xiangxiang]

As soon as Weibo came out, it was instantly boiling.
Chapter completed!